The Silver Queen [AU]

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one's... This one's brain is defective. This one has undergone conditioning to adapt to the situation, but it is only partially successful. There are tales that such conditioning unravels over time, and this one certainly has been noticing more and more difficulty. This one's soul is, must be, unharmed, as this one is Samsaran, and Dakesh suffered from no such deficiencies. If this one's shell could be altered to allow this one's soul to express itself more clearly, this one may be cured. But this one has been... frightened to undergo such a procedure."

[Tethras Clan]

"That sounds... extraordinarily dangerous," Zevran says with a hint of alarm. More than a honest, truth be told. "I- Skin or bits is one thing, but that sounds like messing with your mind. I..." He frowns, then admits, "know little if anything about this sort of thing. You should probably speak with Dau to find out the... details of such a thing."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene nods. "This one could go for another round of treatment, but this one does not wish to be apart from this one's family for the duration."

[Carver Amell]

"Dau knows what he's doing. He's good at that sort of thing," says Carver, hesitantly. "If it can be done, he can probably patch you up."

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran nods slowly, more comfortable with Helene asking an expert. "I think, perhaps, we should... mull this all over, the changes for all three of us, and... seek out Dau in the morning?"

[Isabela]

Isabela nods. "Yeah. We can think it over, we probably won't set sail until at least tomorrow."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You are setting sail, then?"

The figure walking into the room is moving rapidly, implying she didn't hear much of the conversation, but as their table is near the door, she heard some of it before they noticed her coming. She walks softly, barely making a sound -- but it's not hard to hear the full plate some ways behind her as her escort struggles to keep up. Cindy's braided her hair back in a simple style, and she's wearing clothes of rough linens, basic and functional -- a far cry from the silks and taffeta they found her in originally. 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran shifts, rising smoothly to his feet and stepping towards. His expression shifts, some of the open vulnerability smoothing out to affable charm. "Good morn! I hope the day find you well?" he says brightly, reaching to take and kiss her hand- which just happens to put him between her and his family.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Good morrow," she says, bobbing a quick curtsey. "I did not intend to interrupt your breakfast, only, I wished to introduce you to my new friend, Bright Lightsong." 

Vig bounds into the room behind her, dipping his head to Zevran. "She is not nearly so fast as yourself, Miss Cindy," he chides.

[Haliel Lightsong]

Entering the room behind them, a tall, gorgeous platinum haired aasimar in gleaming silver fullplate offers a wan smile and a bow. "My apologies- transferring the ladder to get below deck was... a challenge," she explains with a faint blush, adding a hint of rose to her soft white-gold skin. "As Lady Cindy said, I am Ray Lightsong, Beloved of Bastion and Knight Champion of the Order of the Waters Most Merciful."

[Carver Amell]

Carver stares up at her, having wiped away the traces of tears a moment before she entered. Woah... she's gorgeous!

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene quietly begins packing up the first aid supplies, head bowed, suddenly shy. 

[Tethras Clan]

"I am Zevran Tethras," the merikos drow replies, "first mate of the Siren's Echo. This is our illustrious Captain Isabela, our sage and oracle, Seeker Helene who was Dakesh and our heavy and packmaster, Carver Hawke." He steps back to gesture at each in turn, which exposes his arms.

[Haliel Lightsong]

"You're hurt," Lightsong says abruptly, eyes snapping to his arms, then the kit on the table. 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran winces a little, expression abashed. "Ah. Yes. Some scrapes really, Helene already cleaned and wrapped them. But please, have a seat. Might we get you something to drink? Some breakfast?"